Chapter 536 Bipolar Collapse and Hell

... The Hell Refining River surged towards Liu Xing, and all the Hell Refining Rivers were put together, which was a sea of soul refining.

The pressure is endless. Liu Xing is in the center of the pressure. He only feels that he is as small as a grain of sand in the wind, and he will be swallowed up by the strong natural force in an instant. People can't compete with the power of nature. This is Liu Xing's current state.

In shock, Liu Xinger looked up to the sky and roared, "Ghost Demon King, is this all your cultivation? Is it your strongest blow..."

"Haha...maybe not, boy, maybe..."

Boom... A sea of skeletons, endless hell refining fire hanging in the sky. At this time, countless blood-red skeletons protrude, one by one spewed fire tongue, approaching Liu Xing at a high speed. And countless skulls formed the head of the ghost demon king, laughing wildly and opening their huge mouths.

He is going to swallow Liu Xing, his body, his blazing fire, and his soul.

A Liu Xing, and the beginning of the heavenly demon in his void mirror, for him, as a ghost cultivation, can save the pain of ten years of hard practice, directly break through the Lei, and enter a more mysterious realm.

This is also a great benefit that no monk can refuse. The monks can see a higher realm, which is the most wonderful thing in the world for them.

"Well, Ghost Demon King, we have to have this fight. Although I know that the strength is not as good as you, if you want me to die, the premise is that you can still live..."

In Liu Xing's shouting, he suddenly put away his Pantian giant axe, put away the ancient god blood knife in his hand, and put away the eternal dragon, leaving him alone, standing refreshingly between heaven and earth. Open your hands to the boundless pressure and the huge mouth swallowed by greed...

"Panlong's son, be careful, Lao Na is controlled by his move, and he has been standing here for ten years," the bitter monk said.

"Old monk. The reason why you are restrained is not only that your cultivation is not enough, but even I can feel it. Your cultivation is unfathomable, and I can't be compared with you. Why are you restrained? I'm afraid of different feelings!"

The bitter monk said lightly with a sad face, "Oh, the sea of suffering is boundless. The demon king of the ghostland is threatened with the creatures of the world. I have no choice but to be beaten and not fight back. Can't see it, can't break it, a dusty heart, dare to look forward to the world of bliss..."

Liu Xing did not have the energy to listen to his Buddha's cloud. At this moment, nine stars had appeared on his left hand, which were the nine stars condensed by the prefecture-level yin fire, and on his right hand, two polar yang stars condensed by the blazing yang true fire appeared in the same hand.

"Ghost Demon King, after thinking about it, I can only break all my cultivation with you. Life and death are up to heaven. Liu has to do something to take responsibility in the next life. Hey hey, there are not many opportunities to be a fool, right..."

With that, put your hands together in the middle...

At this moment, above the long sky, there is already a sea of fire, and it has been attacked down!

"What do you want? It's just the two poles of fire and stars. Can you shake the power of hell of the king of my world? Humph, boy, a fool can't live once. Is it worth it for that divine cultivation, haha..."

The sound came down, and it was crazy.

In Liu Xing's deep voice, there was no panic.

"Ghost Domain Demon King, there is one of the skills I got that I can't let go of. The name seems to be Wuji Collapse. Have you heard of it? I'm just using it for the first time. I don't know if it will work..."

......

Above the sky, it was extremely quiet for a while. The demon king of the ghostland couldn't say a word, and the sea of fire pressed down at the fastest speed...

The bitter monk shouted, '... No, absolutely not, if you can't do it, hell doesn't exist... You can't try... "He muttered, always with a face as bitter as iron, his muscles twitching, and a withered hand holding Buddha beads was like dead leaves in the wind, shaking. No matter if this great Buddha has earth-shaking cultivation, he can't control this withered hand.

"Ha ha, maybe not, but you must try..."

Liu Xing's two hands closed in the middle. With the slow approach of the fire of the cathode and the fire of the anode, there was a hurricane between heaven and earth, and the color changed. And the two anode stars and nine cathode stars, at this time, the glory is infinite, bursting out the enchanting light.

"No, you can't try it. Your cultivation is too low, young man, you can't try it... You will destroy yourself and hell..." The bitter monk's eyes widened, and the deep starry eyes inside looked at Liu Xing.

More of it is still the light of compassion for the world.

"Go to hell, it can really destroy hell, my merit is unrivaled!"

Suddenly, the two hands are forced together...

The two attributes are different, the polarized cathode fire and the anode fire. The stars, both of which are called fire, hit a place. It goes without saying that it is heavy and difficult, but suddenly the eleven stars collided with each other...

The uncontrollable firelight was strangely quiet. The two positive stars were in the center, and the nine cathodic stars revolved around them at a high speed! The stabbing eyes made Liu Xing's mind on the verge of collapse in an instant, reaching its peak at this moment.

Liu Xing sweated like rain, his hands were full of blood, and the meridians of his whole body were running crazily. According to the skill he remembers, he is already trying to take the two poles together...

Boom...

Hell's fire devoured him in an instant...

And in the sea of fire, the boundless divine light, the hard disk came out of the endless pressure. There is no power in the world to stop the collapse of Liu Xingshang, unless it was himself. The eleven stars are at the same point. No matter how great the power of hell is, Liu Xing can't really devour it.

At this moment, there is a teenager who is like a god, who has exhausted all his power. He has cultivated the nine extreme skills of heaven and earth. At this time, he is released desperately and pressed all on eleven stars. He wants to dissolve them into one and synthesize a star, a bipolar weapon that destroys the world.

"My Buddha is compassionate, give up, young man..."

"Dhen Xiu, you can stop it. Such a martial arts reaction will kill yourself first!" In the unsafe voice, the ghost demon king spoke.

"Otherwise, can I still live..." Liu Xing sneered. Along the way, he did not regret anything. What he had to do was often a last resort, and he had to do it...

"Okay, you give up, I'll let you and your friends out of bounds..."

The king of the world, the lawless, the demon king of the ghost realm who even dared to fight against the Lord of Hell. At this time, he was so scared that his soul was not attached to it. His voice had long been without the previous calm and cruelty, but trembled into a ball.

Liu Xing still supported the strength in his hand, but he always felt that the last step was so difficult, and that step was shaken by thousands of miles. By now, it has become half. Nine stars revolve around two stars, and the fire of the cathode surrounds the fire of the anode, only the last step of melting,

This step is difficult. This half step has made his arms open and bloody, but he suddenly realized that he was still making the last effort.

In the tremor of space, the whole hell is trembling. From a layer of hell to the Hall of Hell in the infinite depths, it is shaking uncontrollably. The uneasiness makes every ghost cultivation and evil cultivation. The face is empty and the heart is broken. All the rivers are stagnant, all the dark fires do not move, and the time and space show the silence before the collapse. In a state of silence.

In the Hall of the King of Yan, a group of ministers have already stared at each other, and they saw despair in each other's eyes.

"Quick... Go and have a look... What's the matter... There is no great skill of a great collapse..." After the king of hell said this, his body turned into a black dragon and rushed out of hell...

"Please stop, sir. I'll let your friend go right away..."

"Gone! I'm watching!" Liu Xing's blood flowed.

Above the sky, the endless sea of hell fire suddenly collected, and the body of the demon king of the ghost field appeared. He waved his hand and grabbed it in the void. Suddenly, a fire tongue rushed over. As soon as the fire tongue stopped, a person appeared in that place.

It's the haggard-faced Pan Tianxiao.

"Uncle Xiao." Liu Xing shouted and stopped slightly in his hand.

Boom!

Boom!

Boom!

The black dragon transformed by the king of hell has broken through several worlds in a row, more than ten layers of hell, and rushed into the thirteen layers of hell.